CHAPTER ONE: DREAM A DREAM SO WEIRD

Original Publish: September 12, 2016

I don't own Labyrinth, Jim Henson, etc. Although, to be honest I'm not sure if I would want that huge responsibility.

This is the first story I've written in a long one, but this is just a muse that's been roaming my head and I don't have a huge future plan for it. I also don't profess to be a great writer, so I apologize for a lot of grammatical inconsistencies. Lots of fluff, maybe some UST, but not a deep dark plot. Jareth/Sarah, and some OCs involved. M+ for later chapters. See the end of the chapter for more Author Notes.

Enjoy!

Edit: This story is going to be set in a more modern AU as opposed to chronologically following the movie's first air date.

Lights seemed to surround her in a dizzying spectacle, the echoing sounds of laughter and chatter reached her ears. Spinning, spinning, spinning. Trying to make sense of the world around her with her arms reaching out this way and that trying to find something solid, something tangible. She knew she was somewhere but the lights and the sounds were distracting her. It was then that he came into her view, across the "room," or wherever she was. His sultry smile, an eyebrow arched in a knowing glance. His blonde hair in it's messy and rock-glam fashion. And of course...the cursed clothing that left little to the imagination, but made her cheeks red with her wandering mind.

A blink, however, and he was there, one hand in hers while the other settled carefully at her waist. Her feet decided to move of their own accord as he guided her around, to some sort of rhythm only he seemed to hear. All she seemed to hear was that unnerving laughter and chatter.

"Sarah..." her name, a whisper she barely heard.

"Sarah...!"

"Sarah!"

"Sarah wake up, or so help me God I will throw dog food on you for Radar to lick mercilessly!" an exasperated sigh escaped the woman addressing Sarah. The woman was younger, mid-twenties, who had short black hair on the left side of her face with the right side buzzed with an interesting tribal pattern. She wore a dark green sleeveless knit tunic dress with calf-high black Italian leather boots. She looked around the relatively large New York flat that Sarah lived in, wondering what she was going to do with this woman.

She was about to leave when she noticed Sarah stirring from her cocoon in her blankets she had made on the sofa. "Hmmm..? Wha...? Whutimeeeziitt?"

"It's 6:30am, Sarah! You have exactly 1 hour to get your ass in gear and get going. Your show is today! Did you forget?" The woman was then busying herself, cleaning up in the living room that she had found Sarah in, as opposed to her own bed.

"Show? What sho- Oh sonuva-" Sarah tripped as she tried to unearth herself from the cocooning blankets. She ran to the bathroom, but then paused, "Thank you Nora!"

"Don't thank me, I'm just doing my job. Just get ready or we'll be late and everyone is going to freak out more!" Nora gave out another exasperated sigh as she walked over to a dog kennel nestled in a corner of the dining room that connected directly to the living room. She opened the kennel door and was instantly greeted by the awaiting animal, trying to jump onto Nora and give her lots of wet doggie kisses. "Radar, calm down! I'm going to feed you, just hold on." Radar was a 2 year old German Shepherd with a gorgeous black, tan, and red fur coat. Sarah had found him at a shelter and instantly fell in love. He was a well-behaved dog, although not necessarily a great guard dog. Give him a treat and he would be won over.

While Nora was taking care of Radar, Sarah was taking world's fastest shower (in Sarah-land) with a record of 8 minutes. Two minutes faster than her original record of 10 minutes. She didn't have time to celebrate this fact as she walked across the hall to her bedroom. A dress was already laid out for her on her bed. Sarah picked out a really cute lacy emerald bra and panty set and pulled the dress over her head. It was a deep emerald gown that had subtle sparkle to it that made it seem to emit an unearthly glow. The neckline was a deep V that stopped just below her breasts, revealing her stylish lacy bra, which was made to show off for this purpose. The dress had an asymmetrical high-low with the highest part just below mid-thigh on her left side, and cascaded to a train on her right. Sleek, simple, sexy. It hugged her body just right and she smiled to herself as she looked in the mirror. "Sarah, you do great work," she told herself.

"Don't worry about your make-up and hair. I've arranged for Mirage to do them for you when we get to the venue." Sarah heard Nora's voice call out from the dining area down the hall. "Also, I suggest you wear your flats until show time. They should be at the foot of your bed near the matching heels."

Sarah looked back toward the bed and noticed the shoes she failed to see beforehand. Sure enough, there were her basic silver flats that had two ribbons across the front of the shoe with small bows on the side. The heels next to them were of a shimmering emerald that matched her dress and about a 4" shaped stiletto, that resembled that of crystals. The heels also featured laser leather cut-out to resemble elegant scroll work.

Sarah slipped on her flats and grabbed the heels, heading toward the dinning area. Nora had just finished letting Radar out to take care of his business and was just putting him back into the kennel. "You know, I don't think I'm ever going to get used to your help Nora. Even after a year." Sarah mused as she knelt down and gave Radar lots of pets and saying sweet nothings in that voice that all pet owners have. "Don't you worry Radar. Someone will be here later to feed you and pet you and love you and watch bad reality TV shows to keep you company."

"Yeah, it was pretty tough trying to convince you that you needed a secretary to delegate things at Nym. You're incredibly stubborn I hope you know," Nora laughed as she finished gathering her purse and keys from the table, walking to the door.

"It just felt like everyone was trying to babysit me! This would be a moment that I stomp my foot and say 'it's not fair' but I think we're long past that stage," Sarah sighed, grabbed her own purse, keys, and a bag full of necessities before heading out the door after Nora.

A/N: So this is a little on the shorter side. I can't promise the chapters will be long, and how often I will be able to update. Busy trying to get things in order so I can get married Oct 13th, as well as starting my own business. I'm just using this story as a way to (hopefully) find a way to unwind and find peace in the chaos right now. I need to do something.

If you like the story, please review or favorite. :) Thank you so much! I will try to fix grammar as I can.